My mom is with her parents in Hawaii. Usually she writes to me with her computer but she must be busy. That's why I heard the news from my dad, who is taking care of home. I don't know if I will get to see my Gung Gung again. I wanted to really. There was a reunion but I guess as far as I knew being in Japan was more important than visiting. I kept saying I would go see my Gung Gung and Popo when I was done with my job in Japan. Just a few months left, short enough I thought. Then when my mom went to take care of Gung Gung earlier this month I looked at my free schedule and thought about taking the opportunity to go to Hawaii but I figured I would be jama with him needing lots of attention and care.

I'm talking like I feel guilty because I do. I had a fine day. I had a fun day. It was a nice day and I didn't really think about my Gung Gung. He even had a heart attack. I went to the gym and took a step class before going shopping for things I don't need in the least. He has cancer. I had a kaitenzushi lunch with Sensei while the other teachers were diligently grading midterm exams and then took an extra two hours with her to enjoy a stroll to the mall where she was sold a 50000yen jacket to wear for her great niece's wedding which she doesn't want to attend.

Supposed to write to my mom but what can I say. You must be tired. There must be hurting. I don't want anyone to suffer. How are you? Hello to Gung Gung. Your granddaughter is thinking about you.

About Me

Life is short so I eat fast, lest it get cold or disappear.
I'm currently teaching English in Japan for two years. I was born and raised in California, and will be returning there in Summer 2005.
I was ovo-lacto-vegetarian for about seven years but decided to let it go during second year in Japan!